Since the editor had arranged the publishing schedule, it shouldn't be able to be changed. Zhang Zian returned to the second floor with mixed feelings. He wanted to tell Pi the news and let it be mentally prepared.
"Eeek!"
Pi didn't wait for him to speak. It pulled him to look at the computer screen.
"What's wrong, Pi?"
He bent over and saw a notification popping up on the author's platform. "Hello, I'm informing you that your work, Pet King, will be recommended by Sanjiang on the homepage today. Please keep updating your unfinished works."
Sanjiang Recommendation?
Since Pi started writing novels on Qidian, Zhang Zian had often been in the online literature discussion area of Wang Haige Forum. He learned a lot about the Qidian recommendation from netizens. He knew that Sanjiang Recommendation was one of the most important recommendations for a new novel. If a novel could get a good ranking in Sanjiang Recommendation, like the top five, it often meant that the novel could get the last and most powerful recommendation before it was published — "Strong Recommendation on the Homepage."
In addition, Sanjiang's Recommendation had another meaning — novels that could be on Sanjiang's Recommendation, in addition to the standard results, were often very unique in some aspects and were recognized by Qidian's editorial department.
"Congratulations, Pi!" He congratulated Pi sincerely.
"Eeek!" Pi was also very happy.
Along the way, he witnessed Pi go through three rounds of recommendations: the urban hot category recommendation, the urban strong recommendation, and the home page six frequency recommendation. Pi ranked first in each round of recommendations, becoming the most dazzling star and entering the next round with an indisputable advantage. Sanjiang Recommendation was Pi's fourth round of recommendation. If everything went well, Pi would get the fifth round of strong recommendation on the homepage when it was published.
Most of the novels that made it to this stage would not be published until the end of the strong recommendation. It was rare for a novel to be published at the same time as it was published. Zhang Zian thought for a while. The bald monk probably thought highly of Pi's novel and wanted to compete for the monthly new book list when it was published on New Year's Eve.
"By the way, Pi, I just received a notification from the editor that your novel will be published on New Year's Eve," he said directly.
Pi's happy face suddenly became uneasy.
"Eeek?"
He knew what it was worried about. Currently, its novel had been collected by about 30,000 netizens. Both the book review section and the reader group were very active. Since it was currently free to read, once it was published, how many people would be willing to pay for a novel written by a newcomer?
No one knew the answer. Only time would tell.
As a website, it was impossible for the novel to be free forever. Otherwise, the website would not be able to earn money, and if it did not earn money, it would not be able to pay its employees, maintain the server's operations, or advertise elsewhere. It would not be able to further expand the influence of the novel. Therefore, it was necessary to charge a fee. This was a stage that every successful novel had to go through.
"Pi, don't worry. The editor thinks highly of you, and so do I. Your current results have already exceeded expectations. Since that's the case, why can't you let it go? " He comforted her earnestly, "In places that you can't see, there are many people silently supporting you. From the editors of Qidian, to the readers of the reading list, to ordinary readers, everyone is your strength to move forward."
He logged into QQ on his computer and opened the Book Friends Group. He showed Pi the 300 or so book friends in the group and said, "Pi, 300 people who don't know each other have gathered in the virtual space because of you. How amazing is this!"
Pi silently stared at the list of members of the group. The computer screen reflected the ever-changing luster on its pince-nez.
After a long time, it nodded and typed, "I will do my best."
"I believe in you." Zhang Zian patted its shoulder.
He straightened up and saw Wang Qian and Li Kun coming back with two large plastic bags. He knew that they had bought fireworks, so he said to Pi, "I'll go downstairs first. You take your time writing."
Back on the first floor, Wang Qian and Li Kun also stepped into the door at the same time. They raised the plastic bags and asked, "Master, you bought the fireworks. Where do you want to put them?"
"Let me see. How many did you buy?"
The two large plastic bags were filled with fireworks and firecrackers. There were so many of them that he did not know the names of. Because he did not tell them which kind to buy, they bought some of each kind, including the slightly larger ones, the Red Earth firecrackers, and some cool fireworks that were safe to set off.
"Master, where do you want to put them? We will go and set them off for you. But when are you going to set off the fireworks and firecrackers with us?" The two of them asked.
"I can set them off myself. You guys go and clean up." Zhang Zian waved his hand and let them go.
Old Time Tea poked its head out from behind the TV and asked, "Zian, I think I smell sulfur and saltpeter."
Zhang Zian brought the fireworks in front of it and took out a string of bright red firecrackers for it to see. "Grandpa Tea, aren't you sad that there are no firecrackers during the New Year? It's okay. We can buy them and set them off ourselves. "
Old Time Tea stared at the fireworks in the bag. "Zian, I was just saying. Why do you have to spend money?"
"Anyway, we are not paying. Don't worry." Zhang Zian picked up the plastic bag full of fireworks and went to the storage room on the second floor. From Wang Qian and Li Kun's narration, he had already guessed that Old Time Tea had stopped and punished the robbers that night. In order to satisfy Old Time Tea's wish, it was not too much to let them spend money, right?
After placing the flammable and explosive items in the storage room, he received a voice message on his phone. It was from Lu Yi Yun.
"Mr. Store Manager, Dr. Sun is looking for you downstairs."
"Got it. I'll go downstairs right away," he replied.
He quickly walked to the first floor. Sun Xiaomeng was standing outside in a down jacket. Her eyes were fixed on the pregnant Abyssinian cats.
"Are they going to give birth soon?" she asked when she saw Zhang Zian.
"Probably after the New Year," he answered.
"Here."
She tossed something over, and Zhang Zian caught it accurately. It was her car key.
Sun Xiaomeng was going back to her hometown during the New Year, so she didn't need a car. Zhang Zian wanted to go to the police dog nursing home, so he borrowed her car to save him the trouble of finding a taxi.
"Thank you." Zhang Zian put the car key in his pocket.
"You don't have to thank me verbally. You helped me too. Otherwise, I wouldn't have a place to take care of the cats and dogs." She shook her head gently. "Also, after using the car, you should at least wash it and fill up the gas! Otherwise, I won't borrow it next time. "
Zhang Zian was embarrassed that she saw through him. In fact, he was planning to play dumb and return the car after using it.
He was about to say that he wasn't that kind of person when he saw a police car parked on the side of the road.
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